Corporate slave? Pshaw, I'm the richest woman now!

Her brain, processing the information rapidly before the data was matched, immediately matched these people with the names in her mind.

The tall, thin, silent old man and the fat old man next to him, frowning, were brazenly sizing him up.

These two are definitely the people the Godfather suspects: Camille and Fort.

As for the others, Santa Claus is the legendary good-natured old man Stelter, then there's Mrs. Tees, and finally, there's the rather muscular and strong old man Redhill.

You know what, this group of old men is really diverse, with all sorts of types.

It's like an old men's meeting.

Tang Tang, the person being addressed in the meeting, calmly nodded to everyone, then called out to her godfather, "Father."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar address, the Godfather paused instinctively as he turned his power ring, then gazed at Tang Tang and said, "My dear, please take a seat, Nicoletta. Come and sit opposite me."

Tang Tang ended up sitting opposite everyone, facing the Godfather, which in a sense meant she was seated in the second-highest position.

As soon as she sat down, she heard the Godfather say unhurriedly, "I think you all came here because of Nicoletta's identity. As the head of the Newman family, I prefer Nicoletta to be my first-order heir."

Upon hearing this, Fort immediately sneered, his pale face, flushed from obesity, instantly filled with suspicion. "What makes her the heir? Putting aside the fact that she hasn't undergone genetic testing or medical screening, just because she's the Godfather's child?"

Mrs. Tease immediately frowned, gently shielding her face with her feather fan, and turned her head with disdain, saying, "Fort, you really have no aristocratic air at all."

Folter's broad nostrils flared slightly with anger, and his face turned red as he said, "Anyway, I disagree. Ryan is the heir because he has participated in the Newman family's training since he was a child, but what is this half-blood girl?"

At this moment, the tall, thin old man who had been silent all along, Camille, also seemed to agree with Fort as if he were a rational and impartial person, "That's right, even if she is the son of the Godfather, she has been living in China for so many years. I cannot agree to hand over the Newman family to such an heir."

Tang Tang simply smiled calmly and did not rush to refute.

It's important to understand that in negotiations, the more confident a person is, the more silent they tend to be. Right now, it's not her who's anxious, but Fort.

Similarly, the Godfather did not speak either, but just like Tang Tang, he calmly watched as Fort and Camille spoke eloquently.

At this moment, as if he felt his ears had been disturbed, the president, who had remained silent, indifferently scanned everyone present with his light purple eyes, and then slightly raised his hand in the finally quiet meeting, "Let the medical team do the genetic screening first."

He didn't look at the Godfather, even though the Godfather was Tang Tang's nominal father at the moment, but said directly to Tang Tang, "Genetic screening requires blood tests. You can refuse, but at the same time you will lose your eligibility to run for heir."

Tang Tang responded by nodding slightly to the few people in white coats carrying medicine boxes to the side and extending her arm, "Please go ahead."

The cold needle pierced the snow-white flesh, and test tube after tube of bright red blood was drawn. Tang Tang lowered her eyes and stared at that splash of red, a slight smile playing on her lips.

The first battle has begun.

Should I have my eyes checked?

After the needle was removed, Tang Tang nonchalantly took the cotton swab and pressed it on the wound, then looked up at the tall doctor in the white coat beside her.

The doctor was wearing a mask, so his face couldn't be seen, but his dark eyes were quite beautiful.

Tang Tang's demeanor was so confident that no one could tell she was an imposter.

Of course, thanks to the system, her eyes are now more real than pearls.

The young doctor hummed in agreement. His hands, gloved with blue medical gloves and damp with alcohol, were icy cold when he lifted Tang Tang's face, making her shiver involuntarily.

Mom, this scene reminded her of her experience going to the dentist in her past life. The anesthesia didn't work very well, and the dentist used pliers to pull at her teeth, making her scream in pain.

"do not move."

The doctor was the most powerful, so Tang Tang could only look up and stare wide-eyed at the doctor examining her.

Well, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, he doesn't care about anyone once he puts on a mask.

But how can such a young doctor be in charge of the Newkman family's medical team?

Tang Tang recalled that her godfather had mentioned arranging for people to do so, and that he had previously said that a private laboratory had conducted cloning experiments on Lei An...

Human cloning experiments have actually become a reality?

That would require an incredibly brilliant medical genius! OMG, what a talent! I want one.

She has no shortage of money now, and she will soon have no shortage of power. What does she lack most?

We're short of manpower! We're lacking subordinates in all fields, and we're also lacking talent in all fields.

However, she didn't have many thoughts at the moment, so these ideas only flashed through Tang Tang's mind, and then she felt the doctor gently pry open her eyelids.

"The test results are all normal, and the genetic screening results will be available in as little as two hours."

The doctor released his grip, watched Tang Tang rub her eyes, and after a moment of eye contact, calmly looked away.

After the medical staff left, the conference room fell into a brief silence.

"Forget it, let's wait for the genetic screening results."

Those who were unaware of the true situation were almost certain that Tang Tang's identity was not a problem. After all, as the head of the Newman family, how could Alberto inexplicably find someone who was not related by blood to inherit his power?

Okay, but in fact, many times the least likely reason is the real reason.

"In that case, let's adjourn the meeting for now, or if you old folks are interested, you can go and have a chat with Nicoletta the young yourself."

The Godfather had considerable confidence in Tang Tang's abilities, and he couldn't offer much help with the successor assessment or how to persuade these old guys.

Let's just give it to Tang Tang.

Unexpectedly, Alberto, who was usually tough and difficult to talk to, let go so decisively this time. The elders of the council looked at each other, and finally turned to look at Tang Tang sitting opposite them.

Tang Tang, suddenly being stared at by a group of people: ......

"How about we do it one at a time?"

Tang Tang gave an awkward smile and pointed to the small room next door, saying, "Where to?"

Mrs. Teass laughed first. She gently shook her jeweled and pearl feather fan, like a noblewoman in an ancient European oil painting, and looked at Tang Tang with a half-smile. "Come on, girl, let's talk about women's topics. After all, those stinky men talk so stinky and hard, like rocks in a toilet."